Watcha say we go picking wildflowers

Ulula was finally getting her knowledge fix since they had settled down in the weeping willows. She was even delighted that her mother seemed to ease up and started acting more like herself now. She was happy that things seemed to be returning to normal, despite the physical changes in her life. She was liking this place and hoped that her mother planned to stay here.

She fallowed along quietly behind her mother, her fiery eyes taking in everything around her. This was another territory she had yet to explore and she was keeping a mental log of how to get here so she could explore it on another day. Today there was a mission, a lesson that her mother was planning to teach and she wanted to absorb the entire lesson.

She heard Boris’ alert grunt and immediately looked in the direction he was to spot a pup. Fiery eyes scanned the area but did not see an adult near by. Did she wander off from one of the packs? She eased up to her mothers side and stopped tipping her muzzle towards her ear.

”I do not see any parent or adult nearby,” she whispered before fallowing her over closer.